The angry scolding sound was like an angry lion roaring, and everyone's ears exploded in the audience.

Looking in the sound, I saw a middle-aged man in his early forties walking down from the second floor of the gym.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, with a powerful appearance, a tiger's eyes, a lion's nose, and a powerful person without anger.

Even though he was wearing a Taekwondo uniform, his bulging muscles bulged high like rocks, as if he was about to crack his clothes.

When he appeared, a solid pressure seemed to spread. Everyone in the field felt that a big stone was pressing on their hearts, and their breathing was a little uncomfortable.

"Park Shixian!"

After the man appeared, he immediately asked the martial arts academy to salute him respectfully.

Ling Ao and other martial arts coaches called him "Master"!

There is no doubt that this person is the owner of this Taekwondo Pavilion, a master of the seventh section of the black belt—

Park Hyun-jin!

Under the gaze of everyone, he walked to Ye Fan step by step, looked at Ye Fan carefully, and found that he was just an eighteen-nine-year-old brat.

For a moment, Park Hyun really had a little disdain on her face and said arrogantly:

"Hmph...Where did the wild boy come from? How dare you speak in my gym? What are you? Any disciple under my seat can kick you away with one kick!"

Hearing this, everyone around them had strange expressions on their faces, their mouths twitched, and they looked like they wanted to laugh but were holding them to hold them in a hurry.

Park Hyun-jin didn't see the battle between Ye Fan and Ling Ao just now. When he went downstairs, he only heard Ye Fan's criticism and contempt for Taekwondo.

Soon, a coach said embarrassedly: "Master, Senior Brother Ling has been defeated by this little brother just now!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, Park Hyun-jin's disdain instantly converged, her pupils suddenly contracted, and she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and a huge wave of shock was stirred up in her heart, so surprised that she could not be more surprised.

You know, Ling Ao is his strongest disciple, a martial arts genius who meets once in a decade.

He can become a master of the fifth tier of the Black Belt at his early 20s, and even in the country of Goryeo, it is rare.

However, now, Ling Ao was defeated by the younger Ye Fan, which really shocked him.

However, this does not mean that Park Hyun-jin is afraid of Ye Fan!

As the owner of the gym, Park Hyun-jin has his own pride!

Moreover, as a Korean native, he has always been arrogant and despised Chinese martial arts, and even believed that Taekwondo Kung Fu can be the best in the world and even the universe!

In his opinion, even if Ye Fan can defeat Ling Ao, he is just a little kid under 20 years old. Even if he starts practicing in his womb, how strong can he be?

However, if he knew that Ling Ao had tried his best and had not met Ye Fan just now, he would probably not have thought so!

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs!

...

At this time, Park Hyun-jin looked at Ye Fan, half-closed her eyes and said coldly:

"Hmph...boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want and be domineering after learning some skills! This is my Taekwondo Hall. If you dare to insult and slander Goryeo martial arts, then you have to pay the price!"

"Insult? Slander? I'm just telling the truth!"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "The so-called Taekwondo is to steal the Chinese martial arts learning Tangshou! Tangshou is a very domineering martial arts. It is extremely strong and powerful, with quick and straightforward movements, extremely lethal, and it is said that one blow will kill.

But you stupid Koreans took the dross and removed the essence, and only learned the complex moves, and did not understand the essence at all. You 'created' the flashy and vulnerable Taekwondo, and were complacent and arrogant. It was really a big deal of the world!"

"Asie!"

Upon hearing this, Park Hyun-jin's hair was raised, her forehead was pounding, and she couldn't help but curse Goryeo.

"You have already aroused my anger by ignorance! Now, I will give you two opportunities, either you kneel down and apologize on the spot, admitting that Chinese martial arts are rubbish, not as good as our Koryo Taekwondo! Or... I will take action myself to teach you some lessons!"

As he said that, Park Hyun-jin smiled grimly, stretched her body, and made a "crackling" sound all over her body, like setting off firecrackers, extremely terrifying.

However, in the face of his threat, Ye Fan ignored it, raised his lips slightly, and put his hands behind him, looking calm and calm, as if he didn't take Park Hyun-jin seriously at all.

In Ye Fan's opinion, although Park Hyun-jin is a master of the seventh stage of the Black Belt, she is still just an ant, at best she is just an ant with greater power.

Wanting to shake the elephant is no different from a fool!

"Haha... Park Hyun-jin, want to teach me a lesson? I don't think you have that ability! You Goryeo people are the best in the world in bragging skills, but if you really want to fight, I can crush you to death in minutes!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"presumptuous!"

Park Hyun-jin let out a deafening roar, and the anger in her body completely broke through the critical point and burst out.

His eyes were red, and he looked at Ye Fan from afar, his face was covered with ferocious expressions, and he said with gritted teeth:

"Boy, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill your wish!"

As he said that, Park Hyun-jin moved her body and performed a series of difficult movements-

Kick in the air, kick in the air, kick in the air, kick in the air, hit the ground with one foot...

Park Hyun-jin is not a famous person who can become the "Shixian" of the Black Belt Seventh Section. He does have two brushes, and each move is smooth and flowing, which is dazzling.

There were even sound booms in the air, which could make the layman stunned.

Sure enough, the students and coaches around him were all shiny and looked at Park Hyun-jin intently, afraid of missing any action, and exclaimed:

"It's worthy of being Park Shixian. Look at this move, it's so handsome! I'm afraid even a steel plate that is more than ten centimeters thick can be kicked through with one kick!"

"Master! Just use the five or sixth success powers, otherwise it would be bad if you accidentally fail and beat this kid to death!" A coach shouted.

"Haha... I bet that at most ten moves Park Shixian can beat this kid down!"

"Where is ten moves needed? This kid is just a little faster, but how can he avoid Park Shixian's round kick?"

...

Although Ye Fan easily defeated Ling Ao before this, at this moment, public opinion showed a one-sided trend, and almost no one was optimistic about Ye Fan.

After all, in the eyes of the coaches and students of the martial arts school, Park Hyun-jin is an invincible existence!

In the two years since the Taekwondo Hall was established, many local martial arts masters from Huahai City came to challenge the hall.

But without exception, they were all easily defeated by Park Hyun-jin, and they were often injured and made a great reputation.

Because of this, the business of this Taekwondo hall is so good. Most of the students come here to see it and have a blind admiration for Park Hyun-jin.

In fact, this is the case. According to the standards of Chinese martial arts, although Park Hyun-jin is not considered a master of martial arts, she is also equivalent to a ninth-grade warrior. Among ordinary people, she is already the peak existence, and few people have enemies.

However, Ling Ao, who is the eldest disciple of Park Hyun-jin, frowned and fell into deep thought at this moment, and did not seem to be optimistic about his "master"!

In his mind, he recalled what Ye Fan said before—

My kung fu only kills people, not performs!

At first, Ling Ao also thought Ye Fan was bragging and didn't take him seriously.

But after seeing the amazing punch, he realized the huge gap between the two and began to reflect on it. It seemed that as Ye Fan said, the Taekwondo he practiced was really something that was not useful!

At this moment, Park Hyun-jin walked forward a few steps, looked at Ye Fan with condescending eyes, made a provocative move, and said:

"Boy, I'll fight you, it's considered a big bully. You can take action first, and I'll give you three moves!"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, raised his chest, and revealed a domineering and domineering momentum on his body, saying loudly:

"Hmph... No need! Park Hyun-jin, in my opinion, you are not worthy of being my opponent at all! Let's do this, if you go with your disciples, if you can touch the corner of my clothes, I will lose!"
Chapter completed!